Thursday, December 18, 2014

Competition

There is something incredibly exquisite and insatiably attractive about the world outside of white America (or Canada, or the UK, as I'm sure some of my frequent visitors are from). It's vast, it's mysterious, it's elusive, and despite the best efforts of the explorer, the anthropologist, or the traveler, there are attributes of it that are inaccessible for those born outside of it.
My fantasy is the next level, the natural progression, of the cultural enthusiast: the idea of not only researching, but experiencing another nation, another culture, not as a misplaced foreigner who could never fully tap its potential, who could easily return to familiar waters at will, but as a full-fledged, undeniable member; looked upon with the same distant appreciation by outsiders, and accepted with previously unknown affinity by my new kin.
As for the transgender aspect, well, don't pretend you've never felt curious...